Tag: Poetry

I’m sharing a poem that I wrote 3 years ago, on this same day (or was it previous late night?) It’s in Urdu, full of flaws, unbalanced.mixed ideas, facts and emotions. Nonetheless, something.

Let me know what you think. 🙂 And I know it’s a bit annoying to read Roman Urdu (specially the way I write) XD but hehe I’m tooo lazy to type it. Sorry, not sorry, sorry? 😛 (maut=moot=mot=death however you like to spell it)

My parents have given me a beautiful name, a beautiful title and if I ever truly become that. Gham e maut mujhay nahi hai. ❤ Here goes:

For once I needed help,
My silence a loud scream,But failed to be heard.

The scream was deafening,But it fell in dead ears.

I waited, longed even,
But worthless.

With a heavy heart,
I rose up, again!

No one was gonna come to rescue,
I had to save myself.

With new determination I lunged,
Standing erect,myself a new sign of hope.

For all those hopeless people out there,I am my own savior!

A poem a wonderful friend had written so I thought I’d share it. Because I think alot of people out there need to know that sometimes you need to be your own hero. 🙂 No matter how much your scary thoughts, strangle your mind. Or when your heart is stuck in quick sand of emotions. You must rise, and be your own savior. Always believe in hope.

(Spread hope generously ❤ but never foolishly, 😛 because hope is medicine. 😀 When taken as prescribed never hurts. But otherwise has side effects. 😦 )

Creativity is to create and when you have the fire in you to do it nothing else matters. Your way of expressing creativity can be by anything like perhaps painting, writing, cooking, designing, teaching, photography.ANYTHING.

I think sometimes I’m good at creative writing. When I get an idea or thought in my head that I think about it and just try to save it somewhere. But when I have words flowing through my head there is no way you can stop me from writing start to finish.Last year as we were learing about Cables and electricity I ended up writing the following. 🙂

Once upon a time….umm half a decade ago? During holidays my mother insisted that I get up from bed because I had slept enough.There was no use of protest because she wouldn’t give up and make sure that I’m out of bed. So I thought she wants me off this bed and I did that.And still half asleep walked silently into her empty bedroom and fell asleep there.As I fell asleep my thoughts awakened and were running wild and I was assembling words in my dream after I had made up two sentenced that made a little sense, I couldn’t stop.Thus, a poem was born in my head.

However, the only problem now was to remember the poem.We all know that there are tonnes of dreams that we forget as soon as we get up. I didn’t wish to forget this.The sound of my mother calling me distracted me from my thoughts and concentration of trying to save the poem in my mind.Finally, I got up and with my eyes half closed went to my bedroom and without doing a thing grabbed a piece of paper and clumsily searched for a pencil and jot down every word I could remember.Some may think that was a clever thing to do nonetheless no one knows how horrible my handwriting was plus, the amount of time it took for me to actually decode the text later one.Anyway, here it is.I won’t explain it I’ll let you wonder.

P.S it was a gift for my parents.They were proud of it. 🙂 (Obviously it’s kiddish but it is also raw.My sister actually suggested that I share a picture, but I don’t want your eyes to get a heart attack by looking at my handwriting. You’ve welcome. 😛 )

As told by the rose

Don’t let the thorns fool you I am a fragile bud

Just give me some time to settle in and have some fun

Surely after all this I’m sure a day will come

I will be all grown up with petals like pink bubble gum

Though my thorns will be pointy they won’t matter much

Ad by seeing the petals they won’t be remembered much

I’m sure a day will come when all this won’t be the same

My thorns won’t be stiff and strong my petals won’t to look the same

Also that I’ll look wrinkled and dry and my petals begin to fall

don’t worry about me because that is what’s going to happen to all

even though they might be better than or they may not be good at all

This ‘is’ what will happen to all

l just leave me and let me fade away and don’t worry about me at all

But before all this I want you to know

I want to ask for forgiveness from you for doing wrong to you all

Because you are the best parents anyone could ever wish hope to wish for (at all)

*Be sure to remember me in your prayer And In sha Allah! we’ll meet in heavenwhere all those who ask for forgiveness before they die are.*

Hey guys!
So Tehreem nominated me for this. 😀 I thought I should do it before I forget. XDHere goes first the RULES:
1. Thank the person that nominated you for this tag and link to their blog.
2. Write as many things that are unique to you as possible.
3. Nominate up to 10 bloggers or as many as you like.
4. You can take this tag as seriously or non-seriously as you like.

I know I have probably done a few posts like this. So I have no idea how ‘unique’ this post will be. 😛

1- When I was small I wanted to marry a rich prince so there were chances of me hopping on to a spaceship and going to the see the moon! XD2- I can not drink coffee.3-I am definitely supposed to be studying right now. Or wait I deserve a break but not this long. 😛4-I have sooo many books to read. The list keeps expanding.Just waiting for SUMMER! 😀5-I took a nice butterfly picture and it turned out nicely.I will definitely call it an achievement no matter what anyone thinks.

6- I still haven’t put up an ABOUT ME page. XD7-I have always liked plants and flowers.But I felt scared what if I can’t take care of them. Back in maybe November I think…a lovely friend of mine had given me a plant with lovely flowers. ❤ ❤ I took care of it till today and it really taught me about life.I know it sounds weird that a plant taught me something, but it really did. 😦 Sadly, now I feel it is going to die.Please pray for my plant! Plus a friend of mine gave me a huge flower bouquet Alhamdulillah those flowers are doing great. 😀 ❤8-I have felt best when I managed to bring my day dreams to reality.9- While people would be busy taking selfies, I’d rather take a picture of the sky. ❤10-I believe that sometimes we get things we don’t deserve.I mean that in a both good and bad way. 🙂

Racing with the wind like the stallions by the shore,Catching butterflies in the garden as they soar,Daydreaming about life and so much more,Baking sweetness like cupcakes galore,Escaping reality like a princess taking a Kingdom tour.